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Poster: johnnyonthespot Date: Dec 4, 2008 10:36am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Dead Dreams

What kind of dreams about the Dead have you had? Mine are always LAME. Like having a killer seat to a vintage show from an era I never got to see only the show never actually happens.

The only reason I'm bringing this up is I had a dream last night I was going to see Jorma solo and I get to the place and can't find my F'N ticket. I tear my car and wallet apart. My only option was to buy another ticket leaving me with NO beer money. LAME

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Poster: jglynn1.2 Date: Dec 4, 2008 10:52am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Dead Dreams

Mine are usually pretty vague and fuzzy, but I had one a few months ago where I was hangin' with Jerry and the boys and they were supposed to play but for some reason it just didn't seem like it was going to happen and then I woke up.

I had the same type of dream featuring Johnny Winter once or twice also.

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Poster: shorthopper88 Date: Dec 5, 2008 5:35am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Dead Dreams

Having never been able to see the dead live, i have had several dreams that reflect that fact...
I am from the Albany NY area, so in my dreams i have tickets to see the grateful dead at the knickerbocker (now the times union center), but for some reason i leave to late to get to the show, i get all frantic and i'm trying to rush to get to the show, but i just can't seem to move fast enough, i wake up while in this frantic state.
i think this dream really is say that im just too late to see the grateful dead, having been born in 89
went to see the DSO a couple weeks ago and that helped ease these tensions a little

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Poster: rastamon Date: Dec 5, 2008 6:19am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Dead Dreams

i had a dream about me, Donna & Mountaingirl...never mind

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Poster: whirlwind dreamer 65-95 Date: Dec 6, 2008 4:05pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Dead Dreams

i had one years ago. where the grateful dead were playing on a stage in the middle of a lake and all of heads were in the water only knee high all the way to the front!!!! i'll never forget it!! what i;d like to know is why do we always sense we are in a spaceship?? i felt before and ive read that people have been feeling this from all era's 60;s 70,s 80,s 90,s thats a trip!!!mmmmmmmm?

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Poster: Earl B. Powell Date: Dec 4, 2008 11:07am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Dead Dreams

These are unlike the real nightmares where you can't remember where you parked the car and have to wait until 2 in the morning when the parking lot is empty to find it? Don't ask.

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Poster: veblen Date: Dec 4, 2008 11:35am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Dead Dreams

once in juarez while playing one of my favorite biking games with a group of friends I parked my bike and lost it for a couple of hours...

the game was beginning on the outskirts of town and stop at every spot we saw a cruz or carta blanca beer sign. The people you would meet and the stories you would hear were simply amazing.

That day we went into a couple of dives and came out bleary eyed with everyone having a bike except me. Of course I was really getting razzed for losing my bike on a bike outing. Anyway, the last couple of too-kill-ya shots had me thinking that my bike was a horse and I could just whistle for it; so I walked down the street whistling for my bike to come out of hiding. At the end of the first block or so a group of Mexican cabbies were laughing and calling me over to their stand. After a few words, I discovered that before totally losing my mind I had given them some pesos to watch my horse, I mean bike.

good ole' wah-zoo...though these days the murder rate is through the roof and just spending time there can be dangerous...the last I looked it was over 1100 and that was in early october...though I am thinking of seeing pitt in the sun bowl so I might get an update soon...

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Poster: SkyDawg Date: Dec 4, 2008 1:51pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Dead Dreams

Sounds like Dylan's "Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues" should be playing somewhere in the background...

"When you're lost in the rain in Juarez and it's Easter time too...

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Poster: johnnyonthespot Date: Dec 4, 2008 11:25am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Dead Dreams

Hey Earl. I waited for my buddy to come back after a Cal Expo show. waited FOREVER and finally gave up and found he had given up on finding me and had head back to camping hours before. Felt like an Idiot. Same deserted parking scene

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Poster: dogsinapile! Date: Dec 4, 2008 2:01pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Dead Dreams

Your response reminded me of a funny story...
At Buckeye Lake in 1991 (I think), we were back at the car after the show planning to leave the next morning. If you've ever been to Buckeye you know that the parking is just a big cow pasture and there are NO landmarks at all to help guide you. Anyway, we had been back to the car after the show for at least a few of hours - it was maybe 3:00-3:30 am - and we're sitting on the tailgate of my truck when this group of kids walks by and one says to another "I think it must be over here somewhere". I almost fell off the tailgate laughing.
Wonder if they ever found their car?

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Poster: William Tell Date: Dec 4, 2008 11:22am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Dead Dreams

That was good! My sister once spent an hour trying to open the door with a quarter. She kept saying, "this IS the key if I want it to be!"

Someone finally showed up with the keys...

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Poster: Rings&Bells Date: Dec 4, 2008 12:26pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Dead Dreams

The only Dead dream I've ever had was a dream in which, for some reason, Phil and Friends were playing an outdoor concert just past my backyard. The stage was facing away from my house and there was a somewhat large crowd watching them on the other side. I sat on my deck and listened but I don't remember what they played.

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Poster: lobster12 Date: Dec 4, 2008 11:06am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Dead Dreams

I have had some with the dead and Hornsby. The revolve around them playing small clubs/bars and being able to get tickets

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Poster: jmm2112 Date: Dec 4, 2008 12:27pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Dead Dreams

I was reading Phil's book and "Garcia" every night before I fell asleep for about two months.

I had a couple of spotty, patchy dreams but one night I had the big one. I'm back somewhere talking with Garcia and I say "I think we should open with..." And he says, "Hey, Man. Easy. This ain't your gig." He was kind of laughing at my eagerness to get out there (which is kind of funny since I am musically ignorant.)

I wish I knew what song it was that I wanted to open with. It was something unusual for an opener like Round and Round (except not even in my wildest dream would I open with that!) I would go with Samson and D. or so.

What would you open with if Jerry asked?

James

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Poster: johnnyonthespot Date: Dec 4, 2008 1:00pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Dead Dreams

What would you open with if Jerry asked?

SAMBA IN THE RAIN! Just kidding

Cold Rain and Snow
Bertha
Bucket
Help/Slip

Those are probably my favorite openers


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Poster: lobster12 Date: Dec 4, 2008 3:06pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Dead Dreams

I'd probably tell him Dancin In the streets or Midnight Hour. Something out of the norm but not completely unrealistic. I always thought selections like this caught everyone off guard and pumped the crowd early

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Poster: jmm2112 Date: Dec 4, 2008 1:06pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Dead Dreams

What song would you pick for an opener that they never picked?

James

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Poster: jglynn1.2 Date: Dec 4, 2008 1:17pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Dead Dreams

hmmmmmmm

I'll go with They Love Each Other - did they ever open with that?

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Poster: johnnyonthespot Date: Dec 4, 2008 1:59pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Dead Dreams

" What song would you pick for an opener that they never picked?"

Good question.

Golden Road - I dont think they opened with it the few times they played it.

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Poster: Jerrob Hungar Date: Dec 4, 2008 4:06pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Dead Dreams

Funny you should mention that cos I had a very cool and vivid dream a little while back. I'd been having trouble sleeping and waking up feeling tired and lacking energy. Then I dreamed I was at an open air concert on the side of a hill. The band were on stage and they were playing Comes a Time to end the set. Jerry came down off the stage and walked in front of me. He turned his head and looked at me for a second, then turned and disappeared into the crowd. And when I looked round I saw that the audience were all children. When I woke I felt completely refreshed and ready for another day in Paradise Street (thats where I work) That was the first and only time I remember dreaming a GD dream. Maybe I should try some of c-p-w's hypno kava.

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Poster: cream-puff-war Date: Dec 4, 2008 1:49pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Dead Dreams

3 in the past year or 2, very vivid... 2 at vintage shows, 1 outdoors, daytime, they were playing something from Anthem of the Sun, I walk through the fence into concert in full swing, the only drawback is the dream doesn't last long once I'm aware I'm ther and it's on!
The sound is loud, but in my mind's ear, a different kind of volume, and my concious mind starts to question it, and poof...
dream over.
Otherwise, a really good, vintage, but short set - for the dreamer!
Not like reality exactly! Shucks.

Then in another dream, I was in a theater, like a giant sized Stone on Broadway nightclub where JGB and Weir did solo shows in the early '80s.

It was dark, I could see the band clearly, as the set took off, and it sounded vintage 1969 - the drawback was it ended too soon... same with the previous dream.

Then I had 2 dreams with Garcia.
One, I was gathering things I had sitting beside me on the sidewalk, and he was crossing the street, walked by getting into his car, said a few words, brief chit chat.
No biggie.

Then I had one, I was visiting Garcia, he had a little flat, on the ground floor (this may have been my subconscious recycling my mid-'70s visits to Mouse's art studio in San Rafael called the Peanut Gallery, Mouse would hang out with me for a half hour, he even gave me a vintage pack of Zig Zags, sans geau or without glue - he had a case maybe a 100 packs, the Zig Zag man was more of a fine engraving. But I used 'em up and lost the pack.
But in this dream with Garcia, it was sorta similar to hanging out with Mouse as I did 30 years ago.

It seemed like it was the mid-/70s in the dream, no pressure, mellow, just talkin'; and then I noticed he had on a dresser top his purple paisley sweater that he wears on the cover of the 1st Grateful Dead album, along with the shark-tooth necklace and the Uncle Sam top hat.

So he grinned in the dream when I asked him about the sweater, like he knew I was hoping he'd give it to me... and I think he handed it to me - but the excitement was enough to end that dream and then all is dark until the mind relaxes and goes back into another dream, only not with Garcia, tough luck, I half woke up, thinking for a second I hasd the sweater!

Nope.
No such reality!
But maybe just refocusing on it today will enable a similar dream to unfold again... I do often have similar dreams with certain people...

I've also had a happy one where I met Janis Joplin in the lobby of the California Hall, it was 1966, Big Brother was sacheduled to play, and I talked to her a bit before the show... but it was too much anticipation, which for me dissapates the best dreams in mid progress... like when a concert starts... I don't stick with it for long... my mind drifts back into semi-conciousness, because the excitement, I want to be there for real and it kind of disturbs the relaxed state of mind...
like 10 yeears ago, I was at the old Fillmore, it was early 1967 and the Jefferson Airplane are starting their set, the place is ornate, Grace is center stage, the lights are on, it's real bright like skylight lit... then pop, it's over...
but for a moment, it really really feels like I'm back in the real summer of love, like '66 or early '67, before the scene imploded or whatever...

so I'm thinking whoever wants to go there ('67 or '77, whatever your pleasure)... maybe hypnosis could take us there...
isn't that a possible means of imaginary time travewl we could enjoy in outr lifetime, since Total Recall and virtual reality is too far off or too clunky to be convincing our inner mind that we are "there"?

Hmmmm....
Maybe there is a heaven, but I can't imagine being me there, with every little thing... that's just a mideival fantasy, can't count on that.

Try a hypno-wheel and lots of kava kava or something, who knows, anyone?

click on pic for a dreamy, Euphoric "Attics of My Life" and ditto "St. Stephen" from July 16, 1970...

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Poster: Thai Stick Date: Dec 4, 2008 1:54pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Dead Dreams

I Had a dream of Jerry just a few nights ago. He was doing
life in Prison, and i had a few visits with him. In the dream i was trying my best to find his Guitar. It was great talking to him.

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Poster: cream-puff-war Date: Feb 28, 2009 1:28pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Dead Dreams

I’d love to tell somebody about this dream

dream begins - The Grateful Dead are backstage with several guests including me.

I slowly realize this is too good to be true, and although I don’t know it’s only a dream, I feel it might end at any second if I drift or don’t pay attention.

I’m flexing my powers of observation better than usual (for a dream).
I begin to focus on details, such as Garcia’s beard... I soon decide it must be 1969.

It’s showtime. and the band heads toward the stage. A friend pours each of them a small nyquil-size plastic cup of red kool-aid.

Sitting at his keyboard on the other side of the thin white sheet curtain, I only see his hands and boots, and I know it’s Pigpen. The friend hands Pigpen a cup of kool, which surprises me - though I don’t see him actually down it.

Garcia starts playing, what I don’t know, on his red electric axe. It sounds distorted, in a good way, when he hits the high note ending the phrase.
I’m sitting crosslegged on the stage behind the band, with about 10 other guests, all about 20 or slightly younger. I look out into the audience, trying to concentrate so I won’t lose the moment.

I see a few girls, earth mamas and family sitting and watching the show. Some are standing. It’s not packed by a long shot, but the vibe is good.
It’s a small venue with hardwood floors, no chairs.

On the right of the stage I see the outside street, people are walking by. It’s a bright sunny day out there.
Inside it’s semi-lit, no light show and everything is visible. Even though nothing is real - as real is.

Next song begins, and it’s acoustic.
Not one I’m familiar with either.

Garcia is boogying all around the stage, animated and into the music.
He comes over to where we’re sittin’, and gestures with one hand, get up and dance. He directs the gesture again, more emphatically, directly at me, almost insisting I get up and dance.
I do exactly that, turning to the gal who’d been sitting next to me, and we hold both hands and swing around and round on the same spot.
We look into each other’s eyes.

The song ends, and Garcia, apparently happy that we all danced, pinches me on my side - a ginch to grow an inch. Never stopping or standing still, Jerry goes right walking, breaking into the 3rd number, electric again.

I notice the design on the back of Garcia’s guitar as he sways and plays out on the edge of center stage.
His axe is painted with the front cover of the Live Dead album (1969), the famous lady in red.

The anticipation that he’s going to lead the band into the DS/SS/11 suite is too much to remain calm, and the dream
ends as suddenly as it began.

A great dream, vivid details... the Garcia bonding... what made this dream possible?

Conditions:
On a weekend visit with my Mom, Influenced by her direct communication - she is a good listener, non-verbose, by nature honest and tactful in her Q &A. Well-ordered uncluttered living space, her daschund a happy pet free to run and play within reason, all in all, it feels like home.
Mom’s a great host, basic needs are shared without any friction. Time never drags.

Dream time: pre-dawn, Friday night/early Saturday//Feb. 20 >21
sleeping on Mom’s comfy (but not too comfy) couch -hideaway bed (no bar pain, good mattress) 1 clean comforter only for cover, so while not as warm as I prefer, it’s ok, never chilly.
No electronics on while sleeping at Mom’s.
Lights out at 12:00AM, up at 8:00 AM for coffee and light breakfast (bagel, yogurt, juice).

2 night, 3 day visit.
No Grateful Dead music brought along for this trip. No Dead anything during this visit.
Last Grateful Dead forum post prior to dream: Feb. 16.

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